Big Dreams

Imma grind with my people all day Young Kings, young Queens Imma grind till people get saved Small Kid Big dreams Imma grind with my people all day Young Kings, young Queens Imma grind till people get saved Small Kid Big dreams I get in, I roll up, I get out that's wassup Hit the strip with the gang bad gyal fill my cup I get in, I roll up, I get out that's wassup Hit the strip with the gang bad gyal fill my cup Imma grind with my people all day Imma grind till my people get saved Young king young queens Small kid big I remember when I was young used to be at the park Young niggas with ambition tryna get out dark Olders slanging, gang banging leaving neighbourhood marks Making a start driving down the wrong paths But young kings we were lucky Had sensibles mummy's Who only cared about education and feeding tummys Still was looking bummy, shopping out of that shoezone Kicking ball at lunch getting holes in my shoe though Had to play cards right you know uno you know flip the scripture When I got kickers I became that nigga No more skinny kidda Eating my tv dinners Playing with fidgets spinners Sauce started to spill Confidence got bigger Pockets getting fatter and Saffy's she getting thicker Took so many L's I learnt to be a winner Now I'm finally out my shell you can call me Master Splinter Imma ride for my people International take a flight with my people Touch the sky with people Never coming down stay high with my people Imma shine with my people Looking like stars stay bright with people Imma fight for my people (shh) I might take a life for my people Imma grind with my people all day Young Kings, young Queens Imma grind till people get saved Small Kid Big dreams Imma grind with my people all day Young Kings, young Queens Imma grind till people get saved Small Kid Big dreams Looking down from the penthouse Ay I never thought that life could be so good So many floors many stories to tell And we ain't never coming down living like a king should Adding pages to my book, yes writing up new content Stories from the past always playing on my conscience But, it makes me sane It makes me me And the words that are written will make history You best believe this ain't no joke This ain't no game boy But I'm up levelling up in the game boy Making advances taking new chances I've been that artist let's it started im still hardest and haven't charted Comfortable garments the flow is patterned its never tarnished Most of you bruddas are trash garbage you get discarded Never let a person take advantage Just cut em loose from the harness yh you gotta be heartless Imma ride for my people International take a flight with my people Touch the sky with people Never coming down stay high with my people Imma shine with my people Looking like stars stay bright with people Imma fight for my people (shh) I might take a life for my people Imma grind with my people all day Young Kings, young Queens Imma grind till people get saved Small Kid Big dreams Imma grind with my people all day Young Kings, young Queens Imma grind till people get saved Small Kid Big dreams Picture me at Grammys with the family by my side Everybody brudda looking fly Black suit and tie All the queens at table just adding a likkle spice I like my fanta no hice Took me a while to realise that All the visions would materialise and Become a reality real life yh Girls on my line showing another side Used to diss me now they saying they miss me They say they into rappers they wanting a Lil Dicky But now that I'm rapping I'm getting a lil picky So the only one I need by my side is the one that's with me (yeah) It makes easier that way Cos I know her full intentions wifey really here to stay So many pictures need to paint Hope the legacy I lay out never fades or dissapates